17 January 2013
As a boy I grew with love and joy, A mum was all I had. In a cosy flat filled with laughs and chat, A mum but never a dad. She was always there nurturing with care, Luckiest boy in the land. I remember the day mum passed away, I cried as I held her hand.
As I sat next to her, in pain she was curled, She said these words to me: 'my love we have the best thing in the world, It's time to let me be free. Remember all else is for naught, Be the greatest you can be. Never forget blood is all you've got, You and I son are family.'
I learned about life and yearned for a wife, Someone to share my dream. At the age of twenty eight I found my soulmate, Perfect or so it seemed. We had a boy and a girl and they were my world, Nothing that I wouldn't do. My wife strayed but still I stayed, My kids were my glue.
I realised my soulmate's love was lost, Some day I would be free. I knew some things were worth the cost, I recalled mum's words to me: 'Remember all else is for naught, Be the greatest you can be. Never forget blood is all you've got, You and I son are family'
It took some more years and lots more tears, To learn what she meant. I came to know that lovers come and go, Families are heaven sent. She was never there to nurture or care, So I made my stand. I remember the day their mother ran away, They cried as I held their hand.
I sat them down, my boy and girl, Repeated my mum's words to me: 'My loves, we have the best thing in the world, We have it all just us three. Remember all else is for naught, We are the greatest we can be. We will never forget blood is all we have got, We have it all, we are family.'
Blood • Opuss № I